It had been 8 years since Alessia had skipped town. The day she had graduated in fact. As soon the ceremony had gotten over and the families and fresh graduates were reuniting she had slowly slipped away, hopped into her car, and never looked back. Now here she was, staring down the "Welcome to Charming" sign, wondering if she had the strength to do this. Taking in a few deep breaths she slowly drove forward not knowing what laid ahead for her.

Ooooooo

*Two Weeks Earlier

"You sure about this Allie?"

Alessia Lynn Demario looked up from her paperwork at her father, seeing the concern in his eyes. As soon as she had told him where she had landed her residency he had been furious, screaming at her that she was making a huge mistake but as the days went by his anger turned to sadness and worry. He had started frequently asking her if she wouldn't prefer a different hospital, one that would bring her more than a shitty small town hospital. Or telling her he could always pull some strings and get her in here in Miami. Each time she refused, explaining that she felt she needed this. Also, she didn't need her father's type of string pulling at this point in her life. Maybe when she had first come to him when she had turned 18 and left her mother's home, she had been one wild girl. College life after that was no exception. Her father's men had routinely followed her throughout her freshman year until she had settled down. But now? No way. She knew he loved her more than anything and would kill anyone who would hurt her and she loved him for that, but she was a big girl now.

"Yes daddy. I've told you like a thousand times, I am sure." She smiled at him, reassuring him that she had made up her mind and this was happening. "You don't need to worry okay? Everything is already in place, I will be fine."

Her father sighed, uncrossing his arms his shoulders dropped slightly in defeat, his baby was leaving him. He felt just like he did 22 years ago when his ex-wife, Lisa Adams, had divorced him and taken full custody of Alessia, running from Florida back to her hometown of Charming. Then, 8 years ago, there she stood on his doorstep, his baby girl no longer a baby. He looked down on his daughter now, she looked so much like her mother. Her long black hair, deep blue and silver eyes that pierced your soul, and a heart breaker smile. The only thing in her he saw of himself was her olive tanned skin. He was going to miss her like hell.

Ooooooooooo

She pulled into the driveway of her childhood home. No one had been here in years, not since her mother had passed 3 years ago and her father had paid some people to pack up the house and move everything into storage. Allie took a slow breath as she put her car in park and turned off the engine. Looking over the front of the house, her eyes landed on the front door. The last time she had come out of those doors had been the last time she was ever there, the day of her graduation. She bit her lip, thinking of the memory of her pining her cap into her long black hair. She had spent hours making beautiful spiral curls that ringed her face perfectly. Standing in her room she looked around at all her belongings thinking Todays the day, no looking back now. A few hours from now I'll be free of this hell hole. She had adjusted her gown and made her way to the living room to see her mother passed out on the couch. It was like every day, her mother barely moved unless it was to piss, get high or drunk, or throw up. She had grabbed her purse and keys that day and headed for the front door knowing her mother wouldn't realize she had skipped town for at least a few days.

Shaking her head, she snapped at herself silently, 'Calm down with the goddamn emotions Allie, that was a long time ago. You got this.'

Slowly getting out of the car, she pulled her keys out of her purse and slowly made her way up the pathway to the front door. "Here we go."

Oooooooooo

It had been 3 weeks and Alessia was settling in just fine. St. Thomas wasn't the biggest or best hospital but she had learned quickly that the staff there was amazing. Her first day she met several other doctors and had even been invited to lunch. By the end of the second week she was sure everything was going to be just fine, she was fitting in perfectly. In fact, she had been invited out tonight by a few of the nurses she had become friends with.

She looked in her full length mirror assessing what she saw. Her 5'4, lithe body had curves that men drooled over and women envied, her thick black hair clung wet down her tan shoulders. The past is the past. Pulling herself out of her thoughts she looked at the clock, 7:03pm. Shit, she needed to hurry or she was going to be late.

Quickly throwing on a pair of ass hugging, ripped skinny jeans and a mid-sleeved black crop top she threw her hair up into a high messy bun. She hurriedly applied make-up, making sure she looked to perfection then put on a thick banded gold bracelet, her rings, then the long gold chain with gold cross her father had given her. It had been her grandma Madeline's; a grandmother she had never gotten to meet. Topping off the whole outfit she put on her combat boots and a slouchy gray open sweater that was too big. Spritzing herself with her favorite Gucci perfume, she made her way out of the bedroom and down the hallway to the living room to grab her purse and keys. This should be fun.

Opening the door to the bar Alessia had a bad feeling. The dark dive bar was called "The Hairy Dog" for starters, and seemed to be surrounded by bikes and large leather clad men. She swallowed hard as she started looking around the crowded bar, trying to see through the darkness and cigarette smoke for her friends.

'Allie! There you are! Get your ass over her girl!" Came a very slurred female voice from somewhere to her left. She turned to make out 3 women sitting at a high table in the corner near the jukebox. She smiled.

Susan Harlow, Megan Kipps, and Tia Rodriguez all worked as nurses on the OBGYN floor of St. Thomas. Within the first week of her start they had invited her into their circle and Allie had fallen right in with them and into their random conversations and funny rants about life as they stood around the nurse's station filling out patient charts. Sometimes Dr. Tara Knowles would join them after she would have consultations, or sometimes lunch, but was usually too busy at night to go out with them.

When she had first found out that Tara had worked at the hospital she was worried. No one in the hospital knew of her real past, her father's dark and deadly businesses, or knew that her mother had been Lisa, a biker whore to the Sons of Anarchy and town disgrace. Having no old classmates working with her and having taken her father's last name when she ran away made that a lot easier. But her and Tara had been friends all through high school. They had grown up together, had their hearts broken together, and had gotten into a lot of trouble together, there was no way that when Tara saw her that she wouldn't recognize her immediately. She stalked through the halls that day, searching for the friend she had left behind without even a good bye and found her in the cafeteria. As soon as they had made eye contact Tara had walked over to her and looked her dead in the eye.

"Alessia? Alessia Adams?" She asked shakily.

"It's actually Alessia Demario now. Took my father's last name."

"What are you doing here?" Tara grabbed her by the shoulder and pulled her into a secluded corner. They had talked for hours about her leaving and why, where she went and what she did. Allie listened to what Tara had been doing with life and wasn't surprised to here she was with Jax, she knew they would always end up together. When it was time to part ways Allie had asked Tara to please keep her history and who she was quiet, she didn't want to ruin her fresh start and Tara had.

Slowly making her way across the dark bar Alessia noticed several eyes hungrily watching her make her way to the trio of women in the corner. She sashayed her hips a little bit to tease them a little, but deep down she knew she would never take it further than that. Placing her purse on the table she looked at Megan as she let out a slow whistle at her.

"Damn Allie, look at you. Who are you trying to impress tonight," Megan brushed her wavy blonde hair away from her face as she eyed Allie slowly. "or just looking for a quick hook up?" She winked at her.

"No one yet, but who knows, maybe tonight I'll find some hunk who will sweep me off my feet. Or maybe I will go home alone to Ben&Jerry and continue my sad love affair with Grey's Anatomy." They all laughed at that. They constantly made jokes about how they wished St. Thomas was like Seattle Grace and how they needed hunky doctors like Sloan.

They immersed themselves in drinking and talking about their lives. Allie always avoided family questions, saying that it was just something she didn't talk about and the girls respected that. It was 10 minutes into Allie's third Jack and Coke that she noticed someone staring at her from across the bar. Not wanting him to see her look at him she leaned down acting like she was retying her boot. As she leaned back up she skimmed over him. His greasy smile and dark eyes made her skin crawl. Before Allie had time to continue her assessment of the man she noticed Tara had joined them.

"How the hell did you sneak out?" Tia asked, taking a sip of her beer.

"Jax had to stay late for work." Tara replied, giving Alessia a hard look, letting her know it was club business. What the fuck were those assholes up to know she thought to herself.

"Well shit, pull up a chair! Let's take some shots." Susan called out, getting up from her chair to walk over to the bar to buy a round. Allie laughed, noticing the man still staring at her, now with more intensity than before. She pulled her attention back to the girls, trying not to let the creep ruin her first night out.

An hour into their fun she watched Tara walk up to the bar to get them another round just as the door to the bar slammed open. She snapped her head over to see four extremely rugged looking men walk into the bar. Every eye was on them as their eyes searched through the crowd. As Allie stared at the blonde man in the front, obviously the leader of the group, she couldn't help but notice something familiar.

"Shit." Alessia said to herself as she realized who he was. Jax Teller. Her breath caught when she noticed the familiar face of her ex-boyfriend Opie Winston standing next to him. This was not good. Her hope for keeping her past under wraps any longer were just shot in the face. She watched Jax look right past her, around the bar, then look right at Tara. A look of pure anger rocked his face as he made his way to her.

She couldn't tell what they were saying but when Tara heatedly pointed over to her and the girls she knew what was coming. Jax snapped his eyes over to them, looking at each girl angrily, but it was when his eyes landed on her he suddenly looked like he was confused. Still looking at her she saw his mouth start moving, saying something to Tara who looked over at her with wide regretful eyes before saying something back. His face dropped as he started to move back towards Opie and the two others, never taking his eyes off her. Alessia knew that if she didn't move over there now that they would come over here and the girls would learn more than they needed to right now. Picking up her purse she quickly muttered an apology to Susan, Tia, and Megan she began walking towards the door. Before she got to there she felt a hand suddenly grab her arm, pulling her around.

"Well aren't you a pretty little thing. How bout we get out of here and go someplace quiet where we can get to know each other better?" It was the creep from the corner, just fucking great.

"How about you get your fucking hand off me and I don't break your face." Alessia blurted out before she knew what she was saying. Damn Jack always got to her, made her mouthy as hell. His gripped tightened and she knew she'd have a bruise from it tomorrow. No man touched her like that. No one touched her like that period, who the fuck did this guy think he was. Before he could open his mouth to speak Alessia balled her fist and rammed it straight into the asshole's nose, putting all her force behind it. He let go over her arm as he bent over grabbing his face as blood poured from his nose, cussing at her as he did.

"What the fuck you fucking little bitch!" He yelled at her. At that she reached out to him, firmly planting her hands on the back of his bent over head and forcibly shoved it down, making impact with her fast rising knee. He fell back onto the bar floor. Before he could get up Alessia kicked him in the face with her boot, making more blood spill. Forgetting who she was, where she was, she bent down so he could hear her.

"You ever so much as cast a stray glance at me as I will cut your fucking eyes out." She stood up. Taking a breath, she realized what she had just done, in front of the whole bar, in front of Jax and Opie, in front of her friends. She started to run for the door, she had to get the hell out of there. Everyone was watching her and she knew it. As she ran out the bar door she saw the faces of the Tara, Jax, Opie, and the other two guys, pure shock.

As soon as the night air hit her so did the full feel of how much alcohol she had consumed. She was not going to be able to drive home, this was not good, she had to get out of there. Without thinking it over she took off walking through the warm night air towards home. She had made it 5 blocks, stumbling here and there. What the hell is wrong with you? You don't do that kind of shit anymore! She said to herself. You are a doctor, you are a professional, you are better than that, stop being like your mother. She stopped dead at that thought. It was true. She had acted as her mother would have back when her mother was a still a croweater.

"Need a ride?